I
wish I were a stone
Sometimes.
Unfeeling,
inert
Uncaring
if the stream
Of time wore me away
River-bottom-smooth,
Or broke
me
Jagged-sharp.
I
wish I could learn not to feel
Instead
of feeling too much
Caring
too much.
A stone does not care
If it's beautiful or ugly.
A stone does not cry
A stone does not grieve
For pasts that were
Presents that are
Or futures that will not be.
Life’s
too much a burden
For
someone who is not a stone
To
bear.
Copyright B Purkayastha 2015
Bill,
ReplyDeleteI have felt that way, still do often. Oh yes, to be a stone, no feelings, no thoughts at the folly of stupid humans. I like stones and rocks. They have the common sense to stay where they are until somebody or some force moves them.
Being human, having feelings and memories, as one of my favorite songs says towards the end; memories are like starlight. They go on forever.
I like stones, I really do, but I wouldn't want to be one. I like being able to feel, maybe that's because even thought some feelings were very, very bad, once I stopped feeling them, the memory of them was not bad enough to want to feel nothing. And I like your stories :-)
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